Wednesday, February 24, 2010

More snow. I definitely know I'm getting old because there was a time I would have been jumping out of my skin in excitement over all the snow we have gotten this winter. Now...not so much. The superintendent of Big Boy's school has gotten a bit closing happy and the kids are already going to school until the end of June and I'm just waiting to see what tomorrow is going to bring.

On a happier note, my in-laws are paying for 3 round trip tickets to Florida and we are leaving in two weeks...WOOT!!! It still hasn't quite sunk in yet that we're going on vacation. We need one so badly so the timing is just perfect. I can't wait to put on a pair of shorts and hippie shirt and just bum around for a week and forget about the cold doldrums of Jersey for a few days.

I was concerned about pulling Steven from school for the week but we didn't want to go when the entire country was on Easter break and neither hubby nor myself could get that week off of work so we didn't have much of a choice. EIther way, who cares? We are going on vacation and it's going to cost us next to nothing.

Off to watch the weather and pray this storm takes a different path because rain would be so much better than snow...

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Thank heavens for global warming huh? It started snowing about two hours ago and if this keeps up for the next twenty-four hours like the weather people are predicting...we have big problems.

I don't mind the snow, but trying to re-arrange my schedule because Big Boy doesn't have school is starting to become troublesome. Hubby is staying home with him tomorrow so no problem there but A. I am not driving to Point in a blizzard. It just isn't worth it for me to risk my life driving to a thankless job. 2. WTH am I going to do on Thursday when school is canceled again, and I'm screwed?

I knew this was going to be an extremely stressful week. I had this feeling all last weekend and it has been nothing but one thing after another and I'm ready to just throw in the towel and go to bed. Ugh. I hate to bellyache about it but....ugh. Now I'll go lay in bed and stress over it.